The Things Enrique Iglesias Does
How does the word “tongue-lashing” make you feel? Does it remind you of that wonderfully awkward mistake last Friday? Does it remind you of a mosh pit filled with drooling muscles? It reminds me of the strong urge I get. I want to peel back my eyelids and eat them, one after. Squish. Slurp. After the eyelids, I pluck out my eyelids. (Eyeballs?) Like grapes! Grapes make you...